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THE STORY OF PETER PAN

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SIR J.M.BARRIE

THE MERMAIDS' LAGOON

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One fine summer evening Peter, with Wendy and their little family, went down to

the Lagoon where the Mermaids lived. The Never-Never-Never Land, as you see, is

full of the most strange and interesting creatures;

some of them dreadful, like the Pirates, wolves, andcrocodiles; others, like the fairies and the mermaids,

altogether beautiful and charming. Wendy and her

brothers, who had never seen a real mermaid with a

tail, were very much excited, and, as luck would have it,

just as they arrived at thelagoon, one of them, seated on arock, was combing her long tresses, on which the

sunlight gleamed, until they shone like a mixture of gold

and bronze, for they had a beautiful greenish tinge. As

she combed her hair she sang such a wonderful melody that

the boys longed to catch her. They instantly dashed into the

water, but with a piercing cry of "Mortals!" the Mermaid dived out

of their reach into the lowest depths.

"But look! here is another little mermaid! Surely we can catch her!" said John

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Napoleon Darling, and he very nearly did. Mermaids, however, are hard to catch, and

when caught, are still harder to hold. John succeeded in getting the little sprite in his

hands but, wriggling like an eel, she slipped out of his grasp. Breathless with

excitement, the whole band of children clambered on to the rocks, when all at oncea cry went up: "The Pirates!" Sure enough a boat was approaching, and in it were

seated the two pirate lieutenants, Smee and Starkey. The boys were already

swimming to the shore as fast as they could, when to his horror Peter recognised

Tiger Lily sitting in the stern, tightly bound with ropes. In a flash he guessed what was

their intention. The wretches meant to leave her, all bound as she was, upon the rock,until the tide came up and drowned her.

Determined to save her, Peter thought of a clever trick. Imitating

the wicked Captain's voice he called out: "Cut her bonds and let

her go!" The effect was marvellous: the astonished

buccaneers, fearing to disobey their Captain, instantly

released Tiger Lily, who leapt into the water and swam

towards the boys.

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The Pirates had turned and were rowing back, when they saw Hook swimming

towards them, and learnt from him how they had been duped.

Horribly enraged, he chased them out of the boat, leaving

them to swim back to the ship as best they might, while hehimself set about recapturing Tiger Lily.

But the Pirates once safely out of the way, Peter and

his friends went back to the rock to attack the Captain,

who was now single-handed. A fierce fight ensued, Hookusing his iron prong to some purpose on poor Peter, while

the boys, seizing Hook's boat, rowed off with Tiger Lily in

it. At last, finding himself outdone, the Captain gave up

the fight, and in all haste swam back to his ship.

Peter, left alone on the rock with Wendy, found her so exhausted that she could

neither swim nor fly any farther. With difficulty he managed to help her to a firm

footing, but the tide was rising, and they were both in great danger. As he watched

the water silently creeping nearer, Peter almost despaired. But all at once a large


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kite came flying slowly over the lagoon. In a second

Peter had seized its tail and, binding it tightly round

Wendy, he sent her sailing away in safety, bravely

calling, "Good-bye Wendy!" until she was out of sight.

Then indeed, as the tide rose steadily, Peter was in

great peril. The water reached his feet, and he was

beginning to think it would be a "tremendous adventure

to die," when who should come sailing by but a greatsea-bird on its nest, which had been blown off the

cliffs by the rising storm. "Hurrah!" cried Peter,

"there's a lovely boat for me!" and chasing the bird

off, in he stepped, curled himself round and,

spreading out his coat to the wind, sailed swiftly and

merrily after Wendy.


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THE STORY OF PETER PAN

BY

SIR J.M.BARRIE

THE UNDERGROUND HOME


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The days passed merrily in the underground home, where Wendy was the sweetest

little mother, and Peter the bravest father you could ever have found anywhere.

The cave was large and roomy, and the rocks out of which it was hollowed were of

a deep brown colour. There was a fine large fireplace, and overhead, near theceiling, were hung baskets and fishing-tackle and all sorts of things likely to be useful

to cave-dwellers.

Wendy had not been long there before she had

improved the home and made it[52] as comfortableas her own nursery. It is wonderful what clever girls

can do, even with the poorest materials. There

was now a huge bed for all the Boys, and a

basket for Michael, because he was the littlest

and because a cradle is such a homely thing to

have about the house. And in a corner of the

room, hidden behind a tiny crimson curtain, there

was a wee little room for Tinker Bell, daintily furnished to suit the tastes of girl fairy.

There were stools made of mushrooms for the Boys, and two comfortable chairs

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made of pumpkins, where Peter and Wendy could sit in state, as was fitting the

father and mother of the little family.

One Saturday night, Wendy and the Boys were all downstairs together, waiting forPeter to come back from a hunting expedition. Outside, the faithful Tiger Lily and

her Red Indian band were keeping guard against the Pirates.

Presently the crackling of branches indicated Peter's approach

through the underwood. Tiger Lily sprang up to meet him, and theLost Boys ran to the tree-trunk stairways to welcome him on his

return. He was the best of fathers; and never forgot to be a little

boy, for he had filled his pockets with fruit for the boys who had

been good, and he let them rummage through and through his

coat like rats in a corn sack.

Then he turned towards Wendy, who was very busy mending the children's socks by

the fireside. She looked very charming in her pretty brown frock the colour of

autumn leaves, with scarlet berries in her hair, and she made Peter very happy as

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they exchanged thimbles[54] and talked over the boys and their doings as if they

had really been their father and mother. When the children clamoured for a dance,

Peter even said that he was too old for such a game, and that his old bones would

simply rattle, and Wendy also thought that the mother of such an armful could notgo skipping about with her children. So Peter sang "Sally in our Alley," which song

Wendy thought no one else in all the world could sing so sweetly as the darling of her

heart, while the others danced pillow dances, and bolster dances, and turned

somersaults on the beds, and did all the other jolly and lively things that everyone

wants to do just about bedtime, when one ought to be thinking of going to sleep.

At last they quietened down for Wendy to tell them just

one more story before they were tucked in for the

night. They clustered eagerly round, interrupting every

sentence, as children always do, even the[55] best of

them, while Wendy told her story. And the story

somehow seemed familiar to John, and Michael, and

Peter, for it was the tale of Mr. and Mrs. Darling, poor

dears, who had lost their children one winter night; and how sad they were about it,

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how lonely they felt, and how the nursery window would always be kept open, ready

for the children, if ever they should come flying home again.

When she had finished, Peter stood up sadly. "No,Wendy," he said, "I thought so once, but you cannot be

sure that the window will be kept open. When I went

back to my mother, the window was barred, and there

was another little boy sleeping in my[56] cradle." At

that thought, Wendy started up with a look of horror inher face: "Perhaps by this time, Mother may be in

half-mourning," she exclaimed, and John and Michael

felt they dared not stay another moment in the

Never-Never-Never Land.

What would they do if they were too late in coming

back, and found other children in their beds, other

children being bathed and dressed by Nana? They must go home at once.

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The Boys crowded round Wendy, imploring her not to leave them, but she was firm.

Not only would she return with John and Michael, but she would take all the Boys with

her, for her mother to adopt. The Boys, as soon as they heard themselves invited to

come too, were as happy as larks. For now each of them would have a true motherin Mrs. Darling, and would live in a house like other boys. In a moment they were

packing their baby[57] clothes, and were ready to start on their journey.

Peter alone refused. He was miserable at the thought of losing Wendy, but he

couldn't consent to grow old and have a beard, as he knew he must do if he left theNever-Never-Never Land. Never, never, could he do that! There was nothing for him,

then, but to stay behind. Wendy was as careful as a little mother in pouring out

Peter's medicine, and made him promise faithfully to take it every night.

But suddenly there was a stamping overhead, and banging and a clashing, and a

shouting, and a sound of heavy people wrestling and struggling to and fro. The

Pirates had taken the Red Indians by surprise. The children heard the fighting, and

listened like mice to the squalling of cats, as frightened as could be, while Peter

waited with his sword. The battle was very soon over. The Redskins were beaten and

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ran like hares, or crawled dangerously wounded into the thickets. The triumphant

Pirates were left victorious, though a little out of breath, close above the children's

heads.

Hook, their captain, more wicked-looking than ever,

listened at the mushroom chimney. "If the Indians have

won," Peter was saying, "they'll beat the tom-tom."

"Aha!" thought Hook, and he picked up a tom-tom that one ofthe flying Indians had left behind, and sounded it loudly;

"rub-a-dub, rub-a-dub, dub, dub, dub."

"Hurrah!" shouted the children down below. "An Indian victory!"

"All will be safe," said Peter. "You may go now! Tink will show you

the way," and bidding a hurried good-bye to Peter, away they all went up the

stairways in the tree-trunks, out into the forest.

The Pirates were ready for them. As each child came above the ground, he was

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seized by one of the swarthy ruffians who stood waiting. One by one, and silently,

they were captured and flung into boats and transported to the pirate ship, which

had anchored in the lake close by.

Everything had been done so quietly that Peter

was quite unaware of his friends' sad fate. He only

knew that he was all alone, that Wendy had left

him, and that she, and Michael, and John, and all

the Lost Boys who had been his companions wereon their way from the Never-Never-Never Land to

the country of the ordinary people who wear tall

hats and tail-coats as soon as they are old enough,

and grow up one after the other. Poor Peter

threw himself on his bed and sobbed himself to sleep.

Hook was still lurking about, for the one thing that

annoyed him most was that Peter had not left the

cave with the rest, and was as yet safe.

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But in his wicked heart a wicked scheme had already risen by which he hoped to kill

his enemy. He had carefully listened to Wendy's last words: "Be sure and take your

medicine, Peter." Here was the Captain's last chance. Creeping down to the door of

the cave, he stretched his long arm round the ledge just inside, and poured a fewdrops of deadly poison into the glass, and, with a grin of triumph on his ugly face, he

threw his cloak over his shoulder and stole away.

"Tap, tap, tap." Somebody was knocking at the door. "Who's there?" asked Peter

sleepily.

"Tap, tap, tap."

He got up and opened the door. Tinker Bell, tinkling excitedly, flew into the room.

"The Pirates have captured them!" she[61] tinkled, "the Pirates have captured them!"

As Peter excitedly snatched up his sword and sharpened it very sharply on the

grindstone, he perceived Tinker Bell in his glass of medicine. He soon learnt the

reason, when his little fairy told him, in a weak voice, that it was poisoned, and that

she had drunk the poison as the only way to save his life. It was indeed an act of

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self-sacrifice; for too well did Tink know how much Peter loved Wendy, and that no

warning of hers would prevent him from keeping his promise.

Poor Tinker Bell was dying, and die she would have done were it not that Peter, in afrenzy of grief and with tears in his eyes, made this passionate appeal to all children:

"Do you believe in fairies? If you do, clap your hands, and that will save poor Tinker

Bell." As his cry rang round the world, there came an echo of sound as of millions of

little hands clapping, as if all the children throughout the [62] world knew suddenly

that of course they believed in fairies.

The result was magical. Tinker Bell was saved; her light, which had been getting

fainter and fainter, grew brighter and brighter again; the merry sound of tinkling

(her way of speaking to Peter) which had almost become inaudible, now grew

stronger and stronger. She was once more the bright little fairy that escorted Peter

to the Darling nursery, and again, under her guidance, Peter set forth to rescue the

Boys and Wendy.

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